The prospect of doing the whole female thing, totallycrossdressed from my red polished toenails and shaved legs to my curlyhead along with makeup, jew...lry, perfume, and heels etc. was beyond themoon. When we got back to my apartment we began to put it all together.My girlfriend started by instructing me about the ins and outs of thebrassiere and helped me to get it on and adjust properly. We did nothave actual breast forms so we used rolled up pantyhose which whilelacking the weight and bounce. My father was called to theoffice where the principal ? Mr. Skinner - was told of our story. He had asolution. His mom had just moved into a nursing home and her housemaid ? Maria? was out of a job. Maria became housemaidby us. When I saw her the first time, both my fathers and my jaws dropped. Shewas hot! Dark hair ? almost 6foot high ? 25 years ? and what a body. Only her oddblack maid uniform with a white apron with bib front and cross-over strapscompleted with a mob seemed out of time and. “Get the fuck out now!” I say as I look over to the bouncers on the edge of the balcony. I see my face on the screen behind the DJ before I watch Martin raise his hand again, but I watch as a fist comes into the frame and connects square on with Martins face. I look around to see Craig dragging Martin up from the floor by his hair before pushing him into the bouncers. “She isn’t yours! She is mine! And we will be pressing charges.” He shouts at him before picking me up, barking orders at the. .He then asked me,”Isse pehle kabhi apni chuchiyan malwayi hai kisi mard se?”I said “No”.He then asked,”Apni chuchiyan chatwayi hai kisise?”I again said “No”.He then asked me, “Kisise chudwayi Hai kya?”I didnt know the meaning, so looked at him questioningly..He smiled and then pulled my entire nighty off me. it pooled down around my feet. He asked me to step out of it. Now I was stark naked standing in front of him. I stood with my head held high but my eyes were downcast. His left hand landed.